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stayed there; she returned his love strongly and
truly, but in modesty and honour; and therefore
poor Oluf came to the rich merchant and
sought his daughter’s hand. But Michael shut
the bolts of his door and his heart too. He
would neither listen to tears nor supplications,
but only to his own will; and as little Agda also
kept firm to her will, her father placed her in
Vadstene cloister. And Oluf was obliged to
submit, as it is recorded in the old song, that
they cast
"––- den svarta Muld
Alt öfver skön Agdas arm."[1]
She was dead to him and the world. But
one night, in tempestuous weather, whilst the
rain streamed, down, Oluf Tyste came to the
cloister wall, threw his rope-ladder over it, and
however high the Vettern lifted its waves, Oluf
and little Agda flew away over its fathomless
depths that autumn night.
Early in the morning the nuns missed little
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